And if she could talk to meWhat good would it do meItвЂ™s no secret where IвЂ™ve been and I have worn so thinAnd she can see through me

Chorus 1:I donвЂ™t believe a word of itCanвЂ™t come around to her now that IвЂ™ve heard of itNow that her soft touch is goneSheвЂ™s got her kid gloves on

Here is what IвЂ™ve foundNew york just gets me downWhen the going got tough, I got a bus ticketBack to my home town

And all the way I dreamedFlesh wrapped in velveteenAnd the road wrapped around me, the long lonely highwayGulped down by a greyhound

(chorus 1)

Chorus 2:I donвЂ™t believe a word of itCanвЂ™t come around to her now that IвЂ™ve heard of itWonвЂ™t come around cause IвЂ™ll only get hurt and itNow that her soft touch is goneHow could she ever go onWithout her kid gloves on